The four people were stunned again when they heard this.
How could Sun Hao be so powerful if he didn't even have the level of a craftsman?
But Mr. Qin would never lie under any circumstances.
Looking at Sun Hao, Zhong Xiuling felt ripples in her heart.
Can he really help himself cure his own illness?
But he doesn't even have the level of a craftsman or doctor. Why does Mr. Qin say he can do such a thing?
Zhou Junhao also looked at Mr. Qin and Sun Hao with strange eyes at this time, thinking that this guy is quite capable of medical skills but very weak. No matter how you look at it, he is not a miracle doctor who can cure Zhong Xiuling.
Bai Chong couldn't help but frown slightly when he looked at Sun Hao. Is Sun Hao really as powerful as Mr. Qin said?
The clear eyes on the other side were full of strong doubts.
How could Sun Hao gain so much trust from Mr. Qin? If he were to be ranked strictly according to the level of medical skills, how could he become Mr. Qin's disciple if he couldn't even close himself?
How can he be qualified to treat Zhong Xiuling’s illness?
"If we talk about potential strength..."
Before everyone could break free from that particularly complicated mood, Mr. Qin continued: "He should be considered a miracle doctor."
"What?"
**Qing was the first to speak, looking at Mr. Qin with disbelief.
The other three people also looked shocked at this time.
Miracle doctor?
No one has touched that level for many years.
Mr. Qin actually said that Sun Hao actually had the potential strength of a miracle doctor.
How is something like this possible?
How could a person who had just stepped into the door of Chinese medicine and only mastered the "Wangzi Jue" possess such legendary strength?
What's more, Mr. Qin is now over 80 years old. He only reached the level of Chinese medicine in his 80s. You must know that Sun Hao is only in his twenties. Even if he can only live to be 80 years old, he still has fifty or sixty years to live.
Time, such a long time is definitely enough to stimulate all the potential strength.
"Mr. Qin, no matter how you look at it, he has nothing to do with the miracle doctor."
Zhou Junhao couldn't help but curl his lips, as if he was blaming Mr. Qin or joking with Mr. Qin.
Zhou Junhao's words were agreed by Bai Chong and **Qing.
Zhong Xiuling next to her turned her eyes to Sun Hao, with a trace of expectation in her eyes.
"Do you think it is necessary for me to tell you this big lie? Why do you think it is necessary for me to do this?" Mr. Qin said in a very serious tone.
Seeing Mr. Qin's serious face, everyone immediately became quiet.
Mr. Qin is a national doctor, so there is no need to lie. In addition, the patient is Lin Yaqin's apprentice. Even for the sake of his own reputation, he would not say such a thing.
How could Mr. Qin, a senior who has lived for most of his life, not know this truth that even a three-year-old child understands?
At this time, the four people looked at Sun Hao with surprised eyes, unable to say anything for a long time.
"I want to believe Mr. Qin." Zhong Xiuling stood up and looked at Sun Hao and said, "No matter what, please give Senior Brother Sun a try..."
Sun Hao nodded slightly when he heard this.
The master has already spoken, so he has no reason to refuse.
He understood what Mr. Qin meant. Mr. Qin hoped that he would use the medical skills passed down from the Sun family to help Zhong Xiuling take a good look.
"I would like to have a separate room for treatment, and no one else can come in except you and me."
Sun Hao put forward his request.
"sure."
Mr. Qin said, seeing Mr. Qin agreeing, Zhong Xiuling did not object.
After being fully prepared, Sun Hao took Zhong Xiuling into a separate consulting room next door.
"If you can help me cure my disease, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life."
After entering the room, Zhong Xiuling looked at Sun Hao with wide eyes, a trace of expectation in her eyes. She hoped that what Mr. Qin said was right and that Sun Hao did have the ability to cure his disease.
"I'm not very sure, but you can rest assured that I will try my best wherever I need to."
Sun Hao nodded and said nothing.
Then she came to Zhong Xiuling and directly used the hypnosis technique she learned from the army. Zhong Xiuling couldn't control herself and fell asleep.
Lifting Zhong Xiuling up and gently placing her on the bed, Sun Hao took a deep breath.
"Smart eyes, open them for me!"
Suddenly, a scene that he had never seen before appeared in front of Sun Hao.
With the help of his keen eye, Sun Hao discovered that there was a large mass of rich black energy entrenched in Zhong Xiuling's abdominal cavity.
When he saw this mass of black energy, Sun Hao couldn't help but frown.
He instinctively felt that this black gas was not a good thing, it should be fetal poison!
After Sun Hao made the judgment, his brows furrowed even deeper.
With the strength he currently possesses, it is impossible to eliminate the black energy in Zhong Xiuling's body. He can only try his best to reduce some of it.
If you want to remove the black energy from Zhong Xiuling's body, you must improve the Sun family's medical skills to the state of shape-shifting. Only when you reach this level can you move the black energy outside Zhong Xiuling's body.
There is no other way.
Sun Hao sighed deeply when he heard this, knowing that he could only do his best to extend Zhong Xiuling's life. Only in this way could he buy enough time for himself.
Closing his Wisdom Eyes, Sun Hao took a deep breath, calmed down, and then thought.
"Energy Sound Waves."
This ball of black air is very solid. The only way is to use energy sound waves to loosen it and then compress it into a small ball. Apart from doing this, there seems to be no other way.
"Fresh as water, calm and calm..."
A catchy mantra came from Sun Hao's mouth.
At about this time, Sun Hao felt an invisible and colorless energy coming from all directions, quickly pouring into his body like a rushing flood.
As the mantra continued to be recited, it was converted into sound waves one after another, which rushed directly towards the black energy in Zhong Xiuling's body.
When the energy sound waves poured in, the black air began to tremble and slowly became loose.
During the shaking process, the black air seemed to have encountered something particularly terrifying. They retracted bit by bit and could not be stopped no matter what.
When Sun Hao saw this, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
But at this time, he didn't dare to relax at all.
As time goes by, the black air gradually becomes solid.
"Now!"
When he compressed the black energy to the size of his fist, Sun Hao suddenly stretched out his hand, and sent it directly with the palm of his right hand facing up. His index finger and middle finger were together, slightly leaning against the middle finger of his left hand, and the ring finger of his right hand pointed at the tail finger of his left hand.
He pressed his thumb on the palm of his hand. As for the thumb of his left hand, he pressed it on top. His ring finger and little finger were straightened at the same time, creating a particularly strange-looking handprint.